The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 443

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 443

Episode 443 How to attract a housewife (3)

“Huh? Why is there a patient here with a skin disease who can get better in no time if he or she uses the right medicine?”

“….”

Flames burning and dancing around the window. An acrid smell coming from all directions. The ceiling creaked ominously, as if it might collapse at any moment.

In it, 3rd Prince Christian felt a sense of wonder. A silver-haired man who miraculously appeared at a moment when there seemed no hope. This was because his appearance did not feel realistic.

“Who are you? Are you really… human?”

I asked a stupid question without realizing it.

I wondered if I had become so desperate that I had seen something in vain. But it wasn’t. It was reality. So touching.

“under. really.”

Rakiel chuckled.

“Are you a person? “What kind of question do you ask as soon as you meet?”

“Oh, that’s…”

“That’s it. “Come here first.”

I extended my hand to the 3rd prince. Meanwhile, I checked the condition of the three princes.

‘It’s worse than I thought.’

The three princes I actually saw did not suffer from athlete’s foot, which was a simple skin disease. It would be more appropriate to say it was serious rather than severe. From his face, to the nape of his neck, to the backs of his hands, there was no place where he was healthy. Even my scalp had been taken over by the athlete’s foot fungus, so much so that my hair was barely sparse.

‘If you look at it from the outside, it’s almost like a leper.’

Perhaps that was also the perception of people here. It would have been impossible to live a normal social life as much as his appearance had become hideous. Moreover, although it is difficult to guess from the looks of these three princes, they are actually around seventeen years old.

“….”

It must have been difficult.

Rachiel clicked her tongue and held out her hand again. This was the reason why the 3rd prince still hesitated with a blank expression.

“What are you doing. “Hurry up because we don’t have time.”

“iced coffee?”

I couldn’t wait so I reached out and grabbed it. The three princes were startled by the sudden attack and tried to withdraw their hands. It’s probably a reflex reaction. You probably haven’t held hands with anyone since you got sick. No, because everyone around you was probably just trying to avoid contact.

But Rakiel didn’t do that. Instead, he held the 3rd prince’s hand even tighter and did not let go.

sympathy?

Courteousness toward patients as a medical professional?

It wasn’t everything.

‘Come on, let’s knock him out first!’

Before escaping, we must first cut off the 3rd prince’s mental cord(?). This was because the fraud would not be discovered.

In fact, there was no fire in the Third Prince’s Palace. A fire lit by wizards on the bedroom window sill? It didn’t move around except for the window frame. Spicy smoke? At least the smell was flowing in just enough to feel real. Anyone could tell that the place was fine even if they just went out into the hallway.

So it was.

First of all, if you want to commit fraud, you have to avoid getting caught. If the 3rd Prince’s sanity is so sane that there is a risk of being caught, then we need to make him sane.

‘Exactly like this!’

sudden!

I pulled the 3rd prince’s hand. The 3rd prince was taken aback and dragged away. I shouted, pretending it was an urgent situation.

“We’re going to get out of here from now on, so take care of yourself!”

“Uh huh?”

Before the Third Prince’s embarrassment subsided, he placed his other hand on his back. At the same time, it created a sad state of mind. The mana absorption power was maximized.

Shaaaaaagh…!

“…huh?”

Javiel Asrahan, a grand master left in history. The shabby mind method he created basically has the ability to absorb. The basic method of use was to absorb and amplify the mana around him and use it as his own.

Rachiel had gone through her own hardships along with such a shady way of thinking. Skill level? Now I can say that I am skilled no matter where I go.

On the other hand, the 3rd prince was an ordinary person without a particularly strong mana heart. No, thanks to spending the last three years alone in Bangkok, I had lower-than-normal stamina and mana.

There was no way that the three princes would be able to resist the absorbing power of Rachiel’s skillful and shabby mind techniques.

“Uh… hmm… tsk….”

Only about 10 seconds had passed.

In an instant, the 3rd prince’s eyes became blurred as he became impatient(?). My entire body lost strength and my posture became hunched. My legs gave out and my whole body collapsed.

It was a clean faint.

“Tskcha.”

I picked up the three princes who were collapsing and laid them down. And I checked the condition of the three princes.

‘I had a good sleep.’

Although I lost my mana in an instant, it wasn’t enough to harm my health. I guess I just fell asleep feeling suddenly tired. You will probably sleep soundly for the next three or four hours without waking up even if you are shaken.

After checking that far, Rachiel approached the bedroom door. He then sent a signal toward the outer hallway.

Knock, knock, knock, knock!

A refreshing knock that echoes according to a preset beat. Then, the barricade outside the bedroom door, which had not budged no matter how much the three princes knocked and begged before, was very easily removed. Of course, the door also clicked open easily.

“Operation successful. Let’s move it outside. “Be gentle so as not to wake up.”

Rachiel grinned at the royal knights disguised as servants. The guards who saw that smile finally felt relieved. Thank goodness. The operation to pull the 3rd prince out of the closet was safely successful. So now there is no need to burn the three princes’ palace…

“Ah, what are you doing? Please hurry. And the rest of us, let’s pour some oil here. “Don’t hesitate.”

“…yes?”

The guards flinched.

They had to question the authenticity of the sound they had just received into their eardrums.

Oil?

Are you spraying that?

why?

Do you really want to eat fried food here?

The reality-denying, tearful imagination of… had to be quickly denied by the crown prince’s shameless answer.

“What are examples? “I have to pick it up here.”

“Are you really going to burn the Third Prince’s Palace?”

“of course.”

“….”

It’s not obvious.

The three princes were pulled out safely, so why bother?

The moment everyone thought that, the crown prince spoke as if it were absurd.

“Don’t you know about disinfection?”

“yes?”

“Oh, it’s because you can’t see it here. It’s just going to be full of athlete’s foot fungus. “Let’s just leave this alone?”

“….”

“Besides, if we burn this place properly, we’ll be able to keep fooling the Third Prince when he wakes up. Let’s think about it. “Think about it.”

“….”

“Oil! hurry!”

The Crown Prince of Magentano who so proudly calls for burning down the palaces of other countries. Looking at him, all the guards had the same thought. It seems like our country doesn’t have much luck with neighboring countries that a guy like that will become the next emperor.

♣

My name is Christan.

The 3rd Prince of Harmion.

I guess I’m out of luck.

At an age when others were showing off their youth under the shining sun, I had to stay locked in a room, trying to get my rotten face and body in order.

unfair?

I don’t know if that’s appropriate. Because the feelings I have felt so far would be too unfair to put it all in one simple word.

So I…

“…what happened?”

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Third Prince Christian was momentarily startled in the hazy and dark world of dreams. For a brief moment, I felt like I could hear voices from the outside world. no. It’s not outside. It’s reality. Someone was calling him in the morning of reality. And he knows the identity of that voice.

Abama mama.

father.

viceroy.

We haven’t seen each other properly since my whole body broke down. I didn’t want to show my ugly appearance. I was afraid that if I did that, my father would give up on me. I did not want to be eliminated from the competition for succession to the throne like that.

But now… I’m hearing my father’s voice in my ears while I’m sleeping?

“…Huh!”

The 3rd prince was startled and moved his hands. I happened to get a blanket. thank god. I pulled the blanket over me. I covered myself up and covered my face.

But I saw it briefly along the way.

A glimpse of my father’s face before the blanket obscured my view. a look. He was crying. He was looking at himself with wide eyes. So I couldn’t believe it. You must have seen it wrong. no. Even if I saw it correctly, those tears would not be compassion and love for me. Maybe you’re crying because you’re pathetic.

“What are you doing?”

I asked, trying to curl up deeper into the blanket. I hoped that the voice that asked that question would not come out trembling.

Fortunately, the king’s answer on his return was not cold.

“I was worried about you all night.”

“….”

Overnight?

here?

By your side?

Did you see me sleeping?

My heart sank.

The king’s words continued.

“I thought I might never wake up again. But thank you for opening my eyes like this. There were no visible injuries in the terrifying flames. What is this if not the grace of Ormus?”

“….”

Grace.

flames.

okay.

There was a fire.

“What happened to the Third Prince’s Palace?”

“It was engulfed in flames. It completely burned down and collapsed, leaving no trace. Unfortunately.”

“So…are you buying it?”

“okay. But it’s okay since you’re safe. “Wouldn’t it be okay to rebuild the building?”

“If you come here, that person is…?”

“You mean the benefactor who saved you?”

“yes. Silver hair…”

“He is the crown prince of Magentano.”

“Yes?”

Christian was surprised.

The silver-haired man who miraculously appeared in front of him as he was trapped in a fire waiting to die was the Prince of Magentano?

“Why…”

“He was staying in the royal capital because of diplomatic negotiations. Then, while I was taking a night walk with my entourage, I saw flames rising from the Palace of the Three Princes.”

“That’s too much to be a coincidence…”

“Exquisite?”

“Yes…”

The 3rd prince nodded under the blanket. There was a fire in his palace, and the person who saw it and rushed into the flames was the Crown Prince of Magentano. I thought it was too much for a coincidence.

However, the three princes’ doubts and doubts, which they only briefly heard, quickly disappeared with the king’s subsequent words.

“There are many things in this world that seem nonsense but are real. So sometimes it feels like coincidence surpasses necessity. “Isn’t that God’s guidance and great will?”

“Ah…”

“If it weren’t for the Crown Prince of Magentano, you would have been reduced to ashes along with the building by now. “This father gets goosebumps just thinking about it.”

“….”

It was just a real coincidence. I had a brief suspicion that it was a self-made plan to drag me out of my closet, but it turned out to be a bad idea.

‘Well… I’m sure Abama isn’t the kind of person who would burn down all three princes’ palaces just to get me out.’

Does such a crazy person exist in the world? If so, wouldn’t its mere existence be a detriment to the world? The 3rd prince finally gave up his doubts. And at the same time, I felt embarrassed.

“If I do that, where will I be now…”

“Where am I supposed to stay?”

“That’s right.”

I was embarrassed.

The Palace of the Three Princes, which was a place of rest and refuge, was reduced to ashes. Is there any more place to hide? Is there a place to run away to again? I felt a little lost.

Maybe that was why. The father’s answer upon his return struck an unexpected chord and struck the heart of the three princes.

“Wouldn’t it be okay if I stayed with this father?”

“…yes?”

“I know how you feel. It may sound more painful if I say it carelessly like this, but I have to say it. “This father knows how you feel.”

“What…”

“Aren’t you afraid that your appearance will make this father give up on you?”

I flinch.

The three princes, who had hit the nail on the head, were shocked in their blankets.

The king’s eyes filled with tears once again at that sight.

Actually, he didn’t know.

Why is his son hiding in the Third Prince’s Palace? Was it just to hide his appearance? I thought they were just hiding because they were ashamed of their disfigured appearance.

But it wasn’t.

The Prince of Magentano told me that.

The third prince is probably hiding because he is afraid that his youngest child will be abandoned by his father due to his appearance.

When I first heard it, I wanted to deny it. I also asked him how he knew that. Then the crown prince answered. When I thought about it from the same position of inheriting the throne, the answer was surprisingly simple. He said he would think that way even if he were in the 3rd Prince’s position.

And the crown prince made a request.

It was said that the treatment of the 3rd prince had already begun. The first step will be meeting my father this morning. So please consider your son’s heart. Did you also say that if the 3rd prince felt that, it would be much more helpful for all future treatments?

So he did as the crown prince instructed.

Thanks to you, I finally felt like I knew a little bit more.

‘Maybe this father was the person who didn’t know you the most.’

I didn’t know until now, but now I know.

The three princes may not be the only subjects of the ‘treatment’ the crown prince spoke of. Perhaps the crown prince is also trying to heal himself from his ignorance about his son. No, it definitely seems like that.

‘Thank you. Prince of Magentano.’

Tears streamed down the King’s cheeks as he realized this late, but not too late, realization. It fell. I gently wet the back of the 3rd prince’s hand that was exposed from the blanket.

king and prince.

father and son.

It was a time when the two felt the warmth of silent healing for the first time.